The
homegrown rolling stone must verbalize
as
his dissent magnifies when his life is jeopardized.
He’s
not hypnotized by the promises before him
ungratified,
but he’s asking for more.
He
was a handsome student of law
who
wanted nothing more
than
to take the chalk and draw
between
himself and everyone—
between
what can and can’t be done—
and
step around it.
He’d
been supervised along the long way
and
was fearing being ostracized and organizing
to
sympathize with his paycheck chore uproar
so
tantalizing, but he’s asking for more.
So
he came to his professors wise
to
ask in visions and in dreams
that
were all too easy to criticize,
who
said “give it time” and “let it become”
and
all to say “it can’t be done”—
just
to step around it.
But
he’s been terrorized by the foreign tour
and
won’t hold out for a compromise.
He’s
traumatized by childhood and college lore
unrecognized,
so he’s asking for more.
And
no matter what they’d claim
he’d
always go on back
the
next day with the same—
and
with every “let things set”
he’d
answer “is it time yet?” for
he was ready for it.
he was ready for it.
--Farewell Frat Row
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